Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort novel Chapter 373

Nevertheless, Zachary ignored Charlotte and quietly stared outside the window. It was as though what she thought meant nothing to him.

His disinterest in what she said made Charlotte even more agitated. Her brows knitted as she figured that it was a bad idea to get into an all-out argument with the man in front of her.

Charlotte took a deep breath. “A lot has happened in my family,” she explained in a calm and gentle manner. “The kids lack a sense of security. It is imperative that I be home right now. I’ll keep you company when Mrs. Berry comes back, okay?”

“And when will that be?” Zachary finally said something. Even though he sounded cold, he was still giving Charlotte a chance to communicate with him.

“It won’t be long. I’ll have to ask Dr. Langhan for the specifics.” Charlotte was observing Zachary’s reaction. “Besides, I’m finally working tomorrow. We can still see each other at the office.”

“The office?” Zachary slowly eased closer to her, his hand slipping under the dress to explore about. “That sounds like a good idea,” he spoke while his lips touched her earlobe.

Charlotte knew what he was thinking about and quickly explained, “I said see each other. Not, that…”

“Don’t lie.” Zachary bit her earlobe. His warm breath was fanning the smoldering fire within her. “Your body is more honest than your mouth.”

“Zachary… “

Before Charlotte could say anything, Zachary stopped her.

His cold lips exerted full dominance as they pried her lips apart, infiltrating and invading every available space there was between her lips.

Charlotte was helpless against his kiss. She could do nothing but let him have his ways with her. Because of her nerves, Charlotte’s petite body was shivering in Zachary’s arms.

Sitting at the front of the car, Ben could sense that something was going on at the back, so he quietly pulled the curtains shut.

The bodyguard that was driving was Marino, which was the same as last time. Like what happened last time, his hands were trembling on the steering wheel, and his face was flushed.

“Ahem!” Ben cleared his throat and quietly scolded. “Focus on driving.”

“Yes!” Marino responded and quietly said, “Mr. Nacht seems to like to do this in the car.”

“It’s exciting I guess.” Ben answered casually.

“Huh?” Marino did not get it.